To his surprise, she complied. It wasn't a large picture, but it was a good one. Not model looks, but undeniably sexy. Clear brown eyes, plastered wit... thick makeup. Medium-length straight brown hair, but with a glossy look, as if a lot of product had gone into it. Pouty red lips, again with heavy lipstick. She looked made up, done over. It was attractive, yes, but it was not appealing.Nonetheless, Phil didn't choose women on whether they were appealing, he chose them on whether they thought he. She made me comfortable on the sofa set and brought a glass of water for me. She sat on the sofa next to me and told me that its good that i have come little late since the people in our society are in the habit of making issues for nothing and are very narrow minded. She dont want people to think bad since she is all alone in her house. She saw the packet in my hand in which i was carrying a bottle of vodka. I told her that i have brought for my own house and will take it back after the. I couldn't stand any more reminders of my failure in this case. I have been working to apprehend these ruthless women for a month now.When I got this case the absurdity of women going around physically altering men into big-breasted imbeciles astounded me. Certainly, it was a prank by my superiors to get a laugh at my expense. No such luck, this is real and it's my problem now.The victims never have any memory of their capture and only a little of their former life. They cease to be the same. Ahuge grin broke out over her face, but she didn't seem to belaughing at me, in fact she seemed oddly pleased. The worst wasover. She seemed to have come to a decision, and from what Icould tell, it was in my favour.She became almost breezy. "The one thing I don't understand iswhy you didn't tell me all this ages ago. Don't say it wouldhave been too difficult to break the ice. I remember ourhoneymoon night, and many other nights when I asked you to tellme your sexual fantasies, so we.